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The whole camp was roused, but no one appeared to understand the cause of Patsey's outbreak, and Hal finally suggested that he'd been dreaming. "Dramin', is it! I wish it had been dramin' I wuz. Boo! hoo! Didn't I sae him wid me own eyes, shure?"
I thought I was dramin', but it was no drame, for it was an undertaker's shop; an' when I wint upstairs, after we diskivered the fire an' put it out, I sees two coffins on tressels lyin' ready for use. Wan was black-painted wood, no doubt for a poor man, an' nothin' inside o't.
"Ochone!" cried Barney, taking his pipe out of his mouth and looking down with a disturbed expression, "there's an arthquake, I do belave." For a few seconds there was a dead silence. "Nonsense," whispered Martin uneasily. "It's dramin' I must have been," sighed Barney, resuming his pipe.
"Ha! ye may laugh," said the widow, with profound solemnity, "but if it's not dramin' I am, what Father Macgrath says about ghosts is true, and " "I hope you don't take me for a ghost, Mrs Lynch," said Pauline, stepping forward with a kindly smile and holding out her hand. "No, cushla! I don't," returned the widow, accepting the hand tenderly.
"Dan, dear, do ye understand, it's forty-five thousand dollars apiece to the two of us. Oh, the blessed old Ireland! I'll go back sure. Oh, it's too good to be true we must be dramin'." Clement looked at the distracted woman with a flush of self-righteousness. He had been right in his fears. It seemed like to ruin the simple souls. He turned to Eldred, who sat in silence. "What have you to say?"
Lord bless an' save us! it's Larry himself, him that I thought in his grave this fifteen year! God bless us, it's dramin' I am it can't be true! Dan, d'ye hear that? Good gracious, what's the man thinkin' of, stan'in' there, lookin' about him, the same as if he never heard a thing at all. Larry isn't dead at all, an' he's afther writin' to us from America." "Well, to be sure," cried Mrs. Kinsella.
"What was it ye dramed again, Coolin? Was there anything but the dramin' anny noise, or sound, or spakin'?" Coolin lied freely, for to disturb William Connor was little enough compensation for being held back at Suakim while the Berkshires and the Sikhs were off for a scrimmage in the desert.
"Ochone!" cried Barney, taking his pipe out of his mouth and looking down with a disturbed expression, "there's an arthquake, I do belave." For a few seconds there was a dead silence. "Nonsense," whispered Martin uneasily. "It's dramin' I must have been," sighed Barney, resuming his pipe.
"How's yourself this morning?" inquired the visitor pleasantly. "Did you think it was dramin' ye were when ye woke up? I suppose the two o' yez'll soon be out o' this now. I was thinkin'" leaning her arms affably on the half-door "any ould things, ye know, that wouldn't be worth yer while to bring along wid yous 'ud come in very handy for me down below.
"What was it ye dramed again, Coolin? Was there anything but the dramin' anny noise, or sound, or spakin'?" Coolin lied freely, for to disturb William Connor was little enough compensation for being held back at Suakim while the Berkshires and the Sikhs were off for a scrimmage in the desert.
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